There was a young lady named Hocking
Who engaged in conduct most shocking.
I can not repeat
But it concerned bare feet,
And a vicar who stole a stocking!
Tag Archives: Rhyme
There Was A Young Man With A Blister
There was a young man with a blister
Who composed a complex tongue twister.
It twists and it turns
And concerns fragile earns,
And it really irritates my sister!
Bangle
A bangle
Given to me
By thee
Over wine
Did mine
Heart entangle
With thine.
Now I carry with me
Something of thee,
For a girl’s bangle
Does entangle
Thine heart
With mine.
There Was A Young Man of Fife
There was a young man of Fife
Who had a very hard life,
So to make his world sunny
He married his sweet honey,
Who led him a very hard life …
When A Young Lady By The Name of Lou
When a young lady by the name of Lou
Asked, “do you love me true?”,
I said, “by the bright stars above
Its you who I love,
But the pub it closes at 2!.
When A Young Lady Whose Name Is Joan
When a young lady whose name is Joan
Said, “please, just leave me alone!”,
I replied with a sigh,
“I am a tolerant guy,
But please, stop calling me on your phone!”.
Sunday Evening Humour
When a poet whose name is Lou
Said, “the time it has just gone 2”,
I said, “you have the wrong time,
But at least we can rhyme”,
And then she threw her shoe!
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When a young lady whose name was Kate
Remarked, “you really do prate!”,
I said, “my pet alligator
Has eaten many a waiter,
But he has never eaten a Kate!”.
There Are Many Ointments
There are many ointments
For stings
And similar things.
And, for life’s disappointments
There is art,
Which, though it may not cause the heart
To sing
May, perchance, ease the sting
Of the she
Who rejects thee.
On Going To Bed Last Night
On going to bed last night
I saw a young lady with a kite.
When I asked, “what are you doing here?”
She said, “the night being drear
And your window so near,
I flew in here with this kite!”.
Dusk Must Come
Dusk must come,
And the setting sun
Mark Time
For rhyme.